People change
as drastically
as the wind
changes directions.
People change.
They make bad choices
and bad friends
and bad more-than-friends.
They act like we’re invisible.
They act like the past
is nothing but a foolish story
meant to be discarded.
They realize they’re too cool
and too wild
to be chained down
by “the boring ones.”
They think it’s better
to build walls
and destroy friendships
and destroy the past.
It’s better
than destroying
their pride
or reputations.
It’s better to destroy us,
the ones who care most,
than to destroy
themselves.
But I can destroy myself
without hurting
everyone
around me.
In fact,
I can destroy myself
without anyone
even noticing.